Simon closed the door behind him, feeling more disappointed than he had expect. It hadn’t occurred to him that she’d already be asleep. He’d been wanting to talk to her, hear her voice. He kicked his shoes off and lay down beside her. Isabelle was tall, almost his height, although when he put his hand on her shoulder, her bones felt delicate under his touch. He ran his hand down her arm. “Iz?” he said. “Isabelle?”
Aw, Simon and Izzy sharing a laptop! So cute!
Robert and Jemima on Set
I totally understand! HOWEVER. They’re filming for months in Toronto and while, say, Kevin is going to be around a lot, because Alec has a lot of scenes, Magnus has less scenes. And it is silly to fly Godfrey to the set so he can stand around while people film scenes he is not in. Most movies…
This will probably be up on Deadline and all the other good places soon enough, but Sony told me I could spill the news so I AM GOING TO. I’ve been traveling and doing Dark Artifices research in Italy and Vatican City so I wasn’t hiding from y’all, but it is nice to come back with BIG FUN NEWS TO…
Isabelle Lightwood
If I should tumble if I should fall
Would any one hear me screaming behind these castle walls
Isabelle/Simon. Adorable ….The Kind of Boy by *Street-Angel
~mikey922 requests some SimonxIzzy and ~otohime-san requested ‘something of Simon trying to impress Isabelle in Deadman’s Party from City of Bones?’
shadowhunterradio on Tumblr also requested some general Simon art.
So here is my first attempt at Sizzy shipping, with Simon’s shirt inside out. I’d say this is my first serious attempt at drawing Izzy. I’m still getting to grips with her. I have another Sizzy piece in mind under the title ‘It Wasn’t That Bad’. Bet you can guess what’ll be happening in that one B) And a slightly more serious scene.
Definitely going to be colouring this one in time so check back
Izzy and Simon belong to Cassandra Clare’s The Mortal Instruments series
Enjoy~
Adorable…
Magic Moments by *Street-Angel
He broke off. Isabelle knew what he was thinking about. Max, when he had been born. She had been seven, Alec nine. They had bent over their brother in the cradle amused and enchanted by this fascinating new creature. They’d played with his little fingers, laughed at the weird faces he made when they tickled him.
P. 352 City of Fallen Angels by Cassandra Clare
Alexander, Max and Isabelle Lightwood.
Me and my box of tissues are going to be over in the corner if you need us.
